Happy New Year from Kauai.

Quick summary: Maui was basically a total wash. It rained the whole time we were there (made the front page of the paper in Honolulu it was such a massive storm), I got the flu and spent three days a shivering feverish mess, I watched 11+ hours of VH1’s “I Love The 80s.” We were staying in Kihei, which our guide book describes as “a poorly-designed combination of strip-malls and condominiums that most outdoorsy types will find quite depressing.” The book was right. It’s best we don’t talk of Maui…it makes my fever-skin come back.

Kauai on the other hand has been a small slice of heaven. Andreas and I seem to have gotten stuck on the north shore, hiking a leg of the Ne Pali coast, doing an early morning walk up to a waterfall before most hikers were out of their sleeping bags, crowing at moa (the wild chicken that are everywhere here), hanging out in Hanalei (which we can’t seem to leave), sleeping on Anini beach under an almost full moon, kayaking the Hanalei river, going for a snorkle in Princetown, shoveling shave ice into our mouths under palm trees.

Aside: snorkling was hard for me at first. My brain simply couldn’t deal with the fact that my face was underwater and I could still breath. It took me 20 minutes of practicing before I was able to go under without hyperventilating feeling like I was going to die. I had to hold onto the snorkle to remind myself, “yes, see? we can breath just fine!” Once I got over my lung-crushing terror, it was really fun. My favorite was the coronet fish.

As an Island native, I have this to say: YES TO ISLAND LIFE!

Also: BEST ANNIVERSARY TRIP EVER!

And finally: Maui was like the penance we had to pay to get to the heaven on earth that is Kauai. MAHALO MAUI FOR GETTING US HERE!

[Y'all probably won't here from me again until Thursday, when I'll be back home. I'll have more pictures than you have the patience to see online by next week.]